"He fainted and I revived him, but he didn't know it was me who saved him..."
"No..."
Confucian Scholar shook his head, as if he had figured something out, he raised his arm, and there was some energy fluctuation in the palm of his hand, and he swung it towards Zong Ren's face.
There was a crisp sound.
Zong Ren, who had just passed out, felt the severe pain on his face and a little comfort mixed with the pain. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Confucian Scholar in front of him in a daze, feeling at a loss.
With his wisdom, he couldn't figure out why Confucian Scholar slapped him in the mouth.
Could it be that he was in a trance and if he wanted to cure his injury, he needed to be woken up first?
"I'm going to save you!"
"Remember, I saved you!"
Confucian Scholar looked at Zong Ren who had woken up, with a solemn expression and said seriously.
Zong Ren is even more confused.
The next moment, wisps of violent energy swept through his body along his legs and that familiar position.
This time the pain was not just in the legs.
Zong Ren feels like his body is constantly tearing, then healing, tearing again, and healing again...
This repeated torture made his eyes widen to their maximum size and his body continued to tremble.
He tried to control himself from shouting, but he only lasted about three seconds...
The shrill screams kept echoing here Outer City.
Why would someone...
Energy is so special!!!
In the private house where the weirdo lived, Brawny Man, wrapped in chains, stood at the window of Shatter, with cold eyes, watching the scene in the distance indifferently.
His eyes were fixed on Confucian Scholar.
After a long time.
The screams stopped.
Confucian Scholar looked at Zong Ren who was half recovered from his injuries, and took back his energy with satisfaction.
Yu Mo once said, saving people saves half of them!
Play the long game and catch big fish!
He slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Incense..."
His face was full of enjoyment. When he opened his eyes again and looked at Zong Ren, he liked it no matter how much he looked at it.
This is a Incense manufacturing machine.
"Don't be moved."
"This is what I should do."
"You mortals have experienced too much suffering in the world."
"I can't bear it."
Confucian Scholar's tone was vicissitudes of life, and his expression looked even more melancholy.
As for Zong Ren's painful expression, he automatically ignored it.
"Come on!"
"You can continue climbing!"
Confucian Scholar looked at Zong Ren encouragingly. After saying this, he turned and left, disappearing into the night.
Only Zong Ren was left lying on the ground stupidly.
Keep... climbing?
Does this mean Yu Mo?
Let yourself crawl all the way back?
Looking at his miserable appearance, Zong Ren's eyes flashed with resentment, but he quickly regained his composure.
He staggered to his feet, looked around, held on to the surrounding walls and struggled back to the door of the weirdo's room. He bent down hard to pick up the crutch, and limped away with the crutch.
Especially if there was no other way, I would be stupid enough to just crawl away.
"He's not dead."
"Your friend's side..."
Shi Guang looked at Zong Ren who was gradually walking away and said.
Yu Sheng shook his head. "You will die after all."
"But if you deliberately don't read the employer's news, it will affect your credibility, which is not good."
He turned his head, looked at Backpack behind Shi Guang, and said seriously.
Shi Guang looked equally serious. "But you didn't remind me either."
"We are all guilty."
"We are all guilty."
The two of them lowered their heads in regret and whispered softly.
"Let's go back and hand in the mission."
Yu Sheng confessed for three full seconds before raising his head, speaking softly, and disappeared on the roof.
Shi Guang took out Remote Control and looked at the screen. Yu Mo still danced tenaciously for the camera, gesturing constantly and trembling.
Shi Guang was a little confused. "Why... didn't he push Wheelchair back by himself."
"It's not locked either..."
She didn't quite understand.
As for the word "dirty", I don't have much idea about it.
She silently controlled Wheelchair, and with Yu Mo's surprised expression, she controlled Wheelchair to return to the room.
Put away Remote Control, Shi Guang jump several times to catch up with Yu Sheng.
The two of them disappeared one after another.
Only Zong Ren is still stubbornly leaning on a cane, walking alone in this approaching winter night, limping and miserable.
Those 'Vulture' looked at Zong Ren's leaving figure, their eyes full of anger and fear.
Confucian Scholar...
Although they have never seen it, what they just used was clearly energy.
A person who can use energy in Sin City is not someone they can mess with anyway.
They hesitated, struggled, and finally timidly withdrew their gaze.
If they had really had the courage, they would not have become what they are now.
Become what others call 'Vulture'.
After all, he is still the most despised existence in Sin City.
They were hungry and looked at the "food" leaving. Finally, dragging their tired bodies, they kept rummaging in the wild, looking for all the edible food.
leaves, bark...
Or find a smaller Corpse Pit...
As long as they can survive, they have nothing to worry about.
Until one day, due to a bad stomach, or unable to bear the torture, he died silently.
This...
It is the most real bottom layer in Sin City.
"You want to kill Zong Ren?"
In the room, looking at Yu Sheng who came back first, Yu Mo raised his head and asked.
"Hmm."
Yu Sheng nodded slightly.
Yu Mo's face turned dark instantly, and he took a deep breath. "If you want to kill him, just say so!"
"Let an old comrade like me freeze outside alone for three hours!"
"Do you know how I spent these three hours?"
Thinking about that painful period Shi Guang, Yu Mo's face became darker and darker, and finally he said calmly, "Deduction of 10 million yuan in salary is not excessive, right?"
As he spoke, Yu Mo lowered his head slightly, his face looking gloomy, but Yuguang secretly looked at Yu Sheng.